Rotation of the dark stormy clouds
Around the axis of all towns
All heavily it rained
Pupils and parents crying in vain
Era of 2020s started screaming exotic
Roots of the flower died, all full frantic
World is filthy, shower of cries
On sun's shine, Mother nature healed, replenishes over plenty of time
But why cries? Why such a man quake ?
When people of the town sufficed the hunger of the viruses
It gave us the payback, we had to take
People of the town should know a snake bites for it's own sake
Giving a bouquet of flowers to that year
People of the town gone from forget to fear to fight
Rivers be clear, note of ail to tear, unsteadiness is seer
People of the town swore to make the Mother Earth smile and flicker
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Author:
Shireen (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 18th, 2022 11:45
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Comments3
Wow what a message. 2020 was definitely hectic. A lot of uncertainty and despair. You encapsulated it well dear poet! 💖🌟
keep up the good poems
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